Glorall had been on a steady increase over the past few seasons and he was quite thankful for it. Moladion had undergone some rather troubling changes but it seemed, at least, that there were silver linings present even in such situations. His daughters, too, had finally made it to adulthood and were beginning to let it be known. They'd even introduced new life into the pack with the birth of Mistletoe and Warlow's own children and soon, Rogue and Malina's. It was good, he thought, to see them returning to a more prosperous nature. He had to admit that the idea of so many children was troubling in its own right but that was what parents were for, no? They would ensure they were well behaved... or so he hoped. Caligula and he had certainly slipped up on occasion so what was stopping them? He shivered at the thought as he meandered towards his daughter's den, calling for her so that they might begin that day's lesson.

As she crawled out from the den, the duo were caught off guard by a call. Something rung familiar in it to Tesseract, some unspoken undertone that set him on edge as he began to jog towards the borders, Cersei fast on his heels. Whoever it was sounded like they meant business, or at least did not seem to be calling for some casual chat. It wasn't Diveen or Taviora, too, which made him wonder in silence, pleased that his daughter followed suit.

It took them little time to reach the borders, his attention immediately captivated by a familiar form lingering on the borders. She was older now, more refined and stronger, leaner too - she no longer wafted with the aromas of the mountain but of the free lands. Daenarys; he remembered her well, a striking combination of both her parents with a determination that showed in her features. It raised a brow as he and Cersei came to a halt before her. He dipped his head in a brief bow, meeting her gaze levelly before he spoke, his voice quiet. He had been putting it off, he supposed.

"Daenarys. It is a pleasure to see you despite such circumstances. I am sorry for the losses you have suffered."

He paused, dipping his head once more in a moment of silence before rising, this time wearing furrowed brows and a curious expression.

"You have come to us? I cannot say I am not happy for such a thing, but I am certainly curious."